It is a soaring, healing, penetrating music that rips the sky open, slowly revealing the radiant face of the Beloved. Im not joking this is not poetry or critcal hyperbole. This is what you get when you pay for your ticket and sit down at the gig. How can a man fly effortlessly through the air and still look like he carries the ancient weight of six hundred years that is the art of Qawwali happily on his shoulders and into the present? The sight of it is beautiful and free and freeing. Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan and the ten other men in his ensemble do not play music, they are music itself. There is a voice, singing like it is the last sound youll ever hear before you die and float into heaven or hell. - Jeff Buckley on NFAK. No one could have put it better! Listen and read: https://youtube/watch?v=ysIK-cMhD-s
Posted on: Wed, 22 Oct 2014 07:51:16 +0000
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